There's a gust of wind coming from the south

Kuang You held back his breath, and the words came out like a faucet that couldn't be turned tightly.In the middle of the night, Kuang You finally stopped and said dryly, "How about it, which one is better, my story or the one surnamed Shen?"

At this time, Gu Dao's eyelids had already been fighting for [-] rounds, and when he heard Kuang You asking himself, he answered truthfully: "Shen knows better."

Kuang You: "..."

Afraid that Kuang You would not understand, Gu Dao explained seriously: "Look, the talented man who returned to the country you mentioned, his life went smoothly in the first half of his life, and the second half was uneventful. It's been mosaiced, it's unclear." Gu Dao shook his head and said, "This kind of character is meaningless even if it is written. It's not a character."

"Why isn't it considered a person?!" Kuang You's voice was about to smoke, and he even broke his voice when he was excited, "I think it's because there are too many nonsense screenwriters like you in the film and television industry. There are no good movies to watch!"

Gu Dao didn't know why Kuang You was so excited, he yawned and said, "Ayouyou, how long are you going to stay with me? I'm going to sleep to death."

Kuang You waved his hands and stood up from the hot spring, and was instantly startled by Night Breeze with goosebumps all over his body.Annoyed, he grabbed the bathrobe from the side and wrapped it around his body, brushing the broken hair on his forehead back.

"You, when you go back to send the script to the surname Shen, remember to record it for me."

Gu Dao tilted his head: "Why?"

Kuang You said angrily: "I told you to send it, so why waste so much talk?! You don't want to earn money, do you?" After he finished speaking, he returned to the room with long legs, and casually held his underwear in his hand. Going up, she opened her arms and wrapped herself in a bathrobe and closed the door with a "boom--".

Looking at the back of Kuang You leaving, Gu Dao was really confused.Playing with Ayou hurt yourself, but in the end you still want to support his creation?Gu Dao scratched his head, how could he be so popular in Ancheng?Ayouyou is really a good person.

When Kuang You in the corridor was about to go back to his room to sleep, he was bumped into by Mei Yan who happened to be on night shift tonight.

Mei Yan's eyes followed the impatient expression on Kuang You's face all the way to his open-chest bathrobe, and then looked at the underwear and bare feet in his hand, an unnatural blush gradually appeared on her face.

"Thank you, Mei." Kuang You nodded to Mei Yan, walked past her and walked to the depths of the corridor.

After Mei Yan greeted him and watched him walk away, she turned her head stiffly to confirm the room number of the room Mr. Kuang just walked out of, her expression became more complicated.

Kuang You returned to his room with a stinky face all the way, and when he lay on the big bed, he couldn't help thinking.

Why did he become so impatient in front of that hateful little screenwriter who couldn't understand human language?Presumptuousness and relaxation, no matter which is not what he is good at, Kuang You is also what he has always been most afraid of.

The bedside lamp was dimmed by him, and as he thought about it, a sense of drowsiness swept over him.When Kuang You fell asleep, he hadn't even had time to take the bottle of sleeping pills he had taken for many years in front of the cabinet...

……

At the same time, Shen Shi had just finished taking a shower, and came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.He first quietly pushed Xiaotu's room away to make sure she was sleeping soundly.Then he closed the door gently, and then sat down on the sofa in the living room in a relaxed manner.

A bottle of cold beer was thrown from the air, and Shen Shi raised his hand to catch it.He opened the beer can, took a few sips, and let out a long breath.

"Why did you come back so late?" Nan Feng asked Shen Shi with a raised chin while leaning against the refrigerator to drink.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come and sit down." Shen Shi patted the sofa, motioned Nanfeng to be next to him, and said with a smile, "Hurry up, it's hard to get rid of standing guests."

Nan Feng nodded, walked towards Shen Shi, and sat beside him.Shen Shi embraced Nan Feng's shoulders, and then explained: "I met a strange man at the noodle shop today."

Nan Feng raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

"Screenwriter of Killer on the Ferry."

An expression of interest instantly appeared on Nan Feng's face, and he motioned for Shen Shi to continue.

"He told me an alternate ending about the movie, and I told him a story. He said he wanted to make a movie out of the story I told."

"You can tell stories?" Nanfeng asked with a smile.

"Why not, you have a lot of things you know." Shen Shi tightened his arms around Nanfeng again, and said softly, "The little screenwriter has his own ideas, but it seems to be because of some unfair things. The thing is, although I wrote a good work, I haven't been able to get my signature, so I'm still at the bottom."

Shen Shi suppressed his smile: "I asked him to send me the works he wrote before when he returned to Beijing. If he is really talented, I would like to help him."

"I think Mr. Shen may be interested in a new field again, right?"

Nan Feng explained Shen Shi's thoughts with one word. Seeing the other party's expression of "you still understand me", Nan Feng thought about it and said, "In recent years, the film and television industry has developed quite rapidly. It is said that our school has to open Specialized film and television department. But you don’t know much about this industry after all, you still need to find out a lot of things before deciding whether to make a move..."

"So I plan to leave for Beijing in two days. As far as the cultural industry is concerned, at least nowhere is as strong as Beijing so far." Shen Shi said in a deep voice, "Little horse crossing the river, whether it is deep or shallow, you have to swim by yourself Just known."

Nanfeng nodded: "You understand that I support you." He looked at Shen Shi with gentle eyes, "Brother Shi, the master said at the beginning that if it weren't for those experiences in the early years, you should have flown higher ,I also think so."

As he spoke, he raised his own beer bottle, bumped it lightly on Shen Shi's bottle, and said with a smile, "Tomorrow."

At this moment, Shen Shi had a lot of things in his mind that he wanted to say to Nan Feng, such as buying him a bigger house, looking for a chance to go on a trip with him again, knowing whether same-sex marriage was allowed abroad, and wanting to marry Xiaotu in the future. After married people have their own families, they want to leave Ancheng, think about whether they want to find a city where the seasons are like spring for retirement when they are old, and think about it for a long, long time... But he is a very realistic person after all. On the day of realization, I dare not promise too much after all.

At the end, Shen Shi raised his glass and said softly, "Tomorrow."

……

After that, Nanfeng specially introduced an old professor from Anshi Art Education Department to Shen Shi.

The old professor's surname is Lin, and he came from a major in directing.It is said that when he was young, he got the establishment of Changchun Film Studio and made several films.Later, when I was too old to work, I was invited by An Shi's principal and friend to come to the school to find a professional teacher with a little bit of experience.

Lao Lin liked Nanfeng very much, so naturally Aiwujiwu took great care of Shen Shi.Hearing that Shen Shi wanted to carry the banner to shoot a story about Ancheng, Lao Lin highly agreed, and enthusiastically helped Shen Shi contact several old friends he once knew who are still working in Beijing film and television.

"To put it bluntly, it's three o'clock to make a movie." Lao Lin smoked a pipe and stretched out his hands to make a gesture of "three", "book, ticket, team."

Seeing that Shen Shi and Nanfeng were a little confused, Lao Lin further explained: "The book is the script, and the first step in making a movie is to have a good story. The ticket is simple, it is money! Making a movie is a job that burns money. If you don’t have money, you can’t do anything! The team is the main creative team. If the team works hard, you can get twice the result with half the effort. If you don’t work hard, you will suffer! These three parts are indispensable.”

Lao Lin knocked his pipe on the table, cleared his throat and continued: "Besides, there are still a lot of tricks to learn from project approval to release. Although there are special personnel in charge of controlling every link, you will take the lead You still have to figure it out. The friends I contacted for you are all people who have worked in the industry for many years. It’s hard to say how much they have achieved, but at least they have enough experience. When you come to Beijing this time, After visiting one by one, I figured out the general process, and as for the rest, I have to watch as I walk..."

"Thank you very much, Professor Lin." Shen Shi said sincerely, "When all three parts are in place, please criticize and correct me more."

Lao Lin puffed out a puff of smoke from his nose, and patted Shen Shi on the shoulder: "Young man, work hard!"

……

After Gu Dao returned to Beijing, he spent a few nights working on rewriting the two scripts that he had written but failed to release due to various reasons. knowledge.Similarly, he also made a copy for Kuang You.

Shen Shi received Gu Dao's script, and he was attracted by the plot just after reading the beginning.After he read it carefully several times without sleeping and eating, he recognized this person's creative talent even more in his heart.He felt that Gu Dao should be someone who could control the Ancheng story.

"Brother Shi, you have found a treasure." Nan Feng raised his head from the script, his eyes sparkled through his glasses, "It's a pity that such a talented person has been buried for so many years."

"You think so too?"

Nan Feng nodded and confirmed, "I think it's him."

Shen Shi patted his thigh and stood up: "Sure, I plan to leave for Beijing tomorrow. Gu Dao wrote that he has a friend who is a director. I earn my living by filming commercials. This time when I come to Beijing, he will introduce me to that friend, and if everything goes well, I will consider starting a film and television company next step.” After he finished speaking, he turned his head Looking at Nanfeng, "Are you going with me?"

"I think so, I haven't been to Beijing yet. I also want to see the Forbidden City and the Great Wall..." Nan Feng smiled and said with regret, "But these days just happened to be in time for the art exhibition, so I promised my tutor to help him It's really hard to get away when dealing with things. Besides, it's too troublesome for me to always ask Sister Ding Peng to help take care of Xiaotu."

Shen Shi wanted to be with Nan Feng from the bottom of his heart, but he knew that what he said was right.I had no choice but to regret and said: "Indeed, then I will finish it as soon as possible and try to come back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, understand everything clearly, and come back when you feel confident." Nanfeng patted Shen Shi on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm here in Ancheng."

"Thank you, Nanfeng."

"Don't smudge, buy a ticket and go. I'll pack your luggage for you. I have to go to school early tomorrow morning, so I won't see you off."

……

When Shen Shi left Ancheng for Beijing, it happened to be the first day of the art exhibition held by Anshi Art Department.

Dressed in white, Nanfeng hung Renoir's "Madame Charpentier and Her Child" copied by a student majoring in oil painting in the corresponding exhibition position, and adjusted it from near to far away. The angular position of the drawing.

It was surrounded by female students and teachers who came to visit, but what the teacher looked at was the paintings on the wall, while most of the female students looked at the people who hung the paintings.

It is undeniable that Nanfeng is quite famous in Anshi.Most of the boys majoring in oil painting tend to be more impressionist and abstract in their appearance and painting styles. Some of them are not bad in themselves, but they have oil paint hanging on their bodies all the time.They call it a full-body integration with art, but in the eyes of most girls in other departments, it looks like a psycho who is engaged in performance art.People like Nanfeng who are clean and refreshed and have not yet "engaged in art" are really a minority.

"Senior, let me help you." Seeing that there were still a few paintings to be exhibited behind Nanfeng, the fellow juniors who had just entered the freshman year rushed forward to talk with a blushing face.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble!" The elementary school girl picked up the painting, and when she noticed the girls around her looking at her, she straightened her body on purpose, raised her head and crossed between them, "Please make room, everyone!" !"

Nan Feng snapped his fingers, making two clear and crisp sounds, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his thumb, and when he looked carefully, it was cut open at some point.

Compared with being shot through the arm and being tied up in the warehouse with hemp rope, this is really not an injury.Nan Feng didn't care and squeezed a little bit harder, and seeing some blood flowed out, he didn't care about it.

"Take it." A band-aid was handed to Nan Feng, accompanied by a gentle and deep voice.

Nanfeng looked around, and saw a tall and straight figure standing beside him at some point.

"Teacher Lu?" Nanfeng was a little surprised, but he still took the band-aid handed over by the other party and said thank you.

The man called Mr. Lu, whose real name is Lu Qitong, is a good friend of Mr. Nanfeng who has been with Mr. Nanfeng for many years.This person is about the same age as Wen Ruan, and has lived abroad for many years.With his extremely high talent in artistic creation, he has gained great prestige in related fields in recent years.This time, he was invited repeatedly by Nan Feng's teacher, so he attended An Shi's art exhibition as a guest.

"Madame Charpentier and her child?" Lu Qitong squinted his eyes at the oil painting hanging on the wall, and said in a deep voice, "It looks like that at first glance, but it's a pity..."

Nanfeng didn't talk to him, he understood what it was a pity to say "it's a pity".

Although the facsimile painting on the wall basically restores the color of the original painting in terms of color and composition, the painter does not seem to have studied Renoir's works carefully.

Lu Qitong raised his chin, looked back at Nanfeng and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

Nanfeng lowered his head and tore off the band-aid, wrapped it on the wound, then raised his head and said humbly: "Mr. Lu, tell me, when I see this classmate, I will definitely tell him. If I can get your advice, I think he will will be very beneficial.”

"When Renoir created this painting, he painted Mrs. Hillpantier's plump and rounded figure, which originated from his own aesthetic perception of women. The copy hanging on the wall is exactly Unavoidably, she has become much thinner, even skinny." Lu Qitong smiled and shook his head, "However, you children can draw like this, which is really good. I never thought that Ancheng is a place where there are so many talents..."

When Lu Qitong said the latter sentence, he was obviously looking at Nanfeng.

"I saw your work at Wen Ruan's art exhibition, that "Bride on the Cloud". It can be seen that you are very talented." Lu Qitong said slowly, "Actually, I came here this time mainly to take advantage of the opportunity Get to know you, Nanfeng."

"Ms. Lu, thank you." Nan Feng looked at the painting in front of him and said softly, "Renoir said, 'If God hadn't created women, maybe I wouldn't be a painter.' He is really a master who can shape female images. "

Seeing that Nan Feng quietly changed the subject, Lu Qitong laughed heavily: "You seem to be on guard against me? Student Nan Feng."

"How could it be? You are my mentor's friend and a celebrity in the industry. It is my honor to know you." Nanfeng nodded slightly and said politely.

But he said "how come", but what he thought in his heart was "you are really right."

For some reason, since Nanfeng met Lu Qitong, he felt that this person gave him a strong sense of oppression.He couldn't give a specific reason, it was just an instinct.

"So, since that's the case, will I have the honor to invite you to dinner tonight?" Lu Qitong asked.